[ It surprises her that such an admission from Denji makes her heart ache just a bit. It is sympathy, mostly— a more youthful and naive version of her can understand how love could blossom under such circumstances. That's not the part that surprises her: she is hurt on his behalf (in some far away space of her mind that is still so removed from her that the realization doesn't bother her too much yet), and she is a twinge jealous, too.
How childish. She's grateful that what he says next kind of annoys her. ]
Does it like, really matter?
[ She rolls her eyes, tilts her voice in that way teenage girls do.
But then her expression and speech both turn flat, and she is that girl washed up on that beach with him again. ]
What would you do if I said I was still after Chainsaw Man's heart? Kill me? And if I was after Denji's heart? Ask me out? Can you even afford a babysitter?
[ She jerks her chin in the direction of the little girl just a distance away. ]
No problem! She already has some great babysitters. See.
[ And he points to the dogs, all of whom she's currently chasing as they run from one end of the park area and then back around again. Also, what's a DILF? He needs to look that up, it must be important. ]
[ Reze's eyes follow Denji's hand back to the girl, she doesn't let her skepticism show.
She's not sure if this counts as child abuse in Japan.
But that's neither here nor there— ]
I'm a simple girl! Doesn't need to be anything flashy.
[ Reze stands and casts one last look at the girl and her gaggle of dogs. Maybe they would kidnap her and raise her in the woods, and this problem would solve itself. ]
I'm fine with anything as long as we have fun.
[ Reze leans down, cupping her hand around her mouth— she speaks dangerously close to Denji's ear. ]
Tomorrow at six. Meet me at the cafe two blocks from your apartment.
[ She says nothing else as she pulls away, and before she leaves she offers him a little wave and a dim smile. ]
[ He watches her leave in total silence, his ability to respond short-circuited with her agreement, the tickle of warm breath on his ear, and only now rebooted. She really was here, sitting next to him, and they're going on a date? Huh?
Then something taps his knee and he jerks it up, remembering that Nayuta is here. She tells him she's hungry, big spiral doll eyes demanding his attention. ]
Man. She'd kill you if she ever found out. [ A hefty sigh. ] I should show you how to feed the dogs.
[ DILF stands for "Dad I'd Love to Fuck". It seems like a thing some people like and some don't, and Reze doesn't seem to like it. He can't give up Nayuta though... well he's not even her dad anyway, but he can't tell Reze what happened. At least not until he's sure she wouldn't want to take revenge. He really doesn't want to fight her again -- last time was hard enough!
Don't focus on gloomy things, Denji, you're going on a date tonight. The sun is almost down, 5:45 PM, and he's taking a seat at the café as planned. Last time he got a whole bundle of flowers for her and then she never showed. This time he gets just one flower, a white tulip from the corner store that sells flowers and a small box of chocolates (the nicest he could find... for the cheapest price available).
He sits, waits, and thinks about throwing up. He isn't even sure anything would come out if he tried. What if this was all a joke? Or if that moment in the park was something his messed up brain made up? He asked her once if she would run away with him and now he's seriously thinking about bailing?
He watches the door and waits. Waiting, waiting, he really hates waiting. ]
[ Reze watches and waits, not out of anticipation but out of uncertainty. The decision to go to him the first time had been easy, maybe foolish. But now that she has the time to ponder consequences it seems so much harder to decide.
Belatedly, she sees the flower and the gift— both are difficult to see from the view she has. But when she does, the decision is made for her. Reze releases a breath she didn't know she was holding, and when she stumbles into the restaurant her dour expression is replaced with something bubbly, hurried and eager. ]
Sorry, sorry— I know I'm late!
[ She'd considered dressing for the occasion: girly, made up and all of that. But in the end that had felt like another skin altogether when she was already struggling with the one she always had on.
She looks like herself, or at least whoever she was when Denji had known her. ]
And who're those for?
[ She nods toward the gifts, a grin on her face. ]
You did good Denji, the vibes of this place are nice.
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Date: 2022-10-02 09:49 pm (UTC)How childish. She's grateful that what he says next kind of annoys her. ]
Does it like, really matter?
[ She rolls her eyes, tilts her voice in that way teenage girls do.
But then her expression and speech both turn flat, and she is that girl washed up on that beach with him again. ]
What would you do if I said I was still after Chainsaw Man's heart? Kill me? And if I was after Denji's heart? Ask me out? Can you even afford a babysitter?
[ She jerks her chin in the direction of the little girl just a distance away. ]
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Date: 2022-10-02 10:48 pm (UTC)Do you wanna go out?
[ Does he still have a chance?! ]
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Date: 2022-10-02 11:28 pm (UTC)Well, there's only one way to answer in that case. ]
Sure!
[ She is all smiles again, her severe looks from earlier rolling right off of her with a shrug. ]
But—
[ She holds up one finger. ]
You have to plan it.
[ then another. ]
You have to pay.
[ and then a third. ]
The kid can't come. Like
I said, I'm feeling really anti-DILF these days. If you want to get lucky get a babysitter, okay?
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Date: 2022-10-02 11:36 pm (UTC)I can plan it!
[ Pay for it? ]
Um, ok, but I can't do anything expensive.
[ And then third one. ]
No problem! She already has some great babysitters. See.
[ And he points to the dogs, all of whom she's currently chasing as they run from one end of the park area and then back around again. Also, what's a DILF? He needs to look that up, it must be important. ]
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Date: 2022-10-03 01:43 am (UTC)She's not sure if this counts as child abuse in Japan.
But that's neither here nor there— ]
I'm a simple girl! Doesn't need to be anything flashy.
[ Reze stands and casts one last look at the girl and her gaggle of dogs. Maybe they would kidnap her and raise her in the woods, and this problem would solve itself. ]
I'm fine with anything as long as we have fun.
[ Reze leans down, cupping her hand around her mouth— she speaks dangerously close to Denji's ear. ]
Tomorrow at six. Meet me at the cafe two blocks from your apartment.
[ She says nothing else as she pulls away, and before she leaves she offers him a little wave and a dim smile. ]
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Date: 2022-12-17 01:24 am (UTC)Was that real?
[ He watches her leave in total silence, his ability to respond short-circuited with her agreement, the tickle of warm breath on his ear, and only now rebooted. She really was here, sitting next to him, and they're going on a date? Huh?
Then something taps his knee and he jerks it up, remembering that Nayuta is here. She tells him she's hungry, big spiral doll eyes demanding his attention. ]
Man. She'd kill you if she ever found out. [ A hefty sigh. ] I should show you how to feed the dogs.
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Date: 2022-12-17 01:30 am (UTC)Don't focus on gloomy things, Denji, you're going on a date tonight. The sun is almost down, 5:45 PM, and he's taking a seat at the café as planned. Last time he got a whole bundle of flowers for her and then she never showed. This time he gets just one flower, a white tulip from the corner store that sells flowers and a small box of chocolates (the nicest he could find... for the cheapest price available).
He sits, waits, and thinks about throwing up. He isn't even sure anything would come out if he tried. What if this was all a joke? Or if that moment in the park was something his messed up brain made up? He asked her once if she would run away with him and now he's seriously thinking about bailing?
He watches the door and waits. Waiting, waiting, he really hates waiting. ]
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Date: 2022-12-31 04:05 am (UTC)Belatedly, she sees the flower and the gift— both are difficult to see from the view she has. But when she does, the decision is made for her. Reze releases a breath she didn't know she was holding, and when she stumbles into the restaurant her dour expression is replaced with something bubbly, hurried and eager. ]
Sorry, sorry— I know I'm late!
[ She'd considered dressing for the occasion: girly, made up and all of that. But in the end that had felt like another skin altogether when she was already struggling with the one she always had on.
She looks like herself, or at least whoever she was when Denji had known her. ]
And who're those for?
[ She nods toward the gifts, a grin on her face. ]
You did good Denji, the vibes of this place are nice.